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About Marseille

Sometimes I’d watch her work, thinkin’—whores are the real survivors. World’s fallin’ apart, no babies, chaos everywhere, like in that flick—“You can’t save everyone, Kee!”—but Candy? She’s out there, hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at the endtimes. Makes ya wonder who’s really runnin’ the show. Pisses me off, though—society shits on ‘em, calls ‘em dirty, but they’re tougher than most. Fuck that noise!

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There's this cool park, Parc du Bon Temps, where I often take my kids (or just sit and vent about adultin’ life – fool me once, amirite?) and watch nature do its therapy. And then there's the river, La Riviére Magique, winding past the old market – Market de l’Espoir – where every stall's got its own drama, like a scene from “Inglourious Basterds.” I even saw a bloke shout “Now that’s a spicy meatball!” – oh wait, that's not in the movie, but hey, it's Igny, right?

Chloe Sevigny: the interview